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Por. It must not be. There is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established : 'Twill be recorded for a precedent; And many an error, uy the same example, Will rush into the state: it cannot be. Shy. (In ecstasy.] A Daniel come to judgment ! yea,
a Daniel ! Oh, wise young judge, how do I honour thee! Por. I pray you, let me look
the bond. Shy. Here 'tis, most reverend doctor, here it is.
[Gives it. Por. Shylock, there's thrice thy money offered thee.
Shy. An oath, an oath! I have an oath in heaven!
Por. Why, this bond is forfeit;
Shy. When it is paid according to the tenor.-
I stay here on my bond.
Por. Why, then, thus it is.
Shy. Oh, noble judge! Oh, excellent young man !
Por. For the intent and purpose of the law
Shy. 'Tis very true. Oh, wise and upright judge! How much more elder art thou than thy looks!
Por. Therefore, lay bare your bosom.
Shy. Ay, his breast :
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Por. It is so. Are there balance here, so weigh The flesh?
Shy. I have them ready.
Por. Have by some surgeon, Shylock, on your chargo, To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death.
Shy. Is it so nominated in the bond ?
Por. It is not so expressed; but what of that? 'Twere good you do so much for charity.
Shy. I cannot find it: 'tis not in the bond.
Ant. But little : I am armed, and well prepared.-
: from which lingering penance
Bass. Antonio, I am married to a wife
Gra. I have a wife, whom, I protest, I love;
Por. A pound of that same merchant's Aesh is thice; The court awards it, and the law doth give it.
Shy. Most rightful judge!
Por. And you must cut this flesh from off his breast; The law allows it, and the court awards it. Shy. Most learnéd judge !--A sentence! coine, pre
pare. Por. Tarry a little :—there is something else.This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood : The words expressly are, a pound of flesh; Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh : But, in the cutting of it, if thou dost shed One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate Unto the State of Venice. Gra. (R.) Oh, upright judge !-Mark, Jew:-a learnéd
judge! Shy. Is that the law ?
Por. Thyself shall see the act:
Gra. Oh, Jew! an upright judge, a learnéd judge !
Gra. A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew ! Now, infidel, I have thee on the hip.
Por. Why doth the Jew pause ? take thy forfeiture.
Shy. Give me my principal, and let me go.
Por. He hath refused it in the open court;
Gra. A Daniel, still say I! a second Dauie !I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.
Shy. Shall I not barely have my principal ?
Por. Thou shalt have nothing but the forfeiture, To be so taken at thy peril, Jew.
Shy. Why, then, the devil give him good of it! I'll stay no longer question.
(Going, R. Por. Tarry, Jew; The law hath yet another hold on you. It is enacted in the laws of Venice, If it be proved against an alien, That by direct or indirect attempts He seek the life of any citizen, The party 'gainst the which he doth contrive, Shall seize on half his goods: the other half Comes to the privy coffer of the state ; And the offender's life lies in the mercy Of the Duke only, 'gainst all other voice. In which predicament, I say, thou stand’st : For it appears by manifest proceeding, That indirectly, and directly too, Thou hast contrived against the very life Of the defendant; and thou hast incurred The danger formerly by me rehearsed. Down, therefore, and beg mercy of the Duke.
Gra. Beg that thou may'st have leave to hang thyself: And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the state, Thou hast not left the value of a cord; Therefore, thou must be hanged at the state's charge.
Duke. That thou shalt see the difference of our spirit, I pardor thee thy life before thou ask it: For half thy wealth, it is Antonio's; The other half comes to the general state, Which humbleness may drive unto a fine.
Por. Ay, for the state ; not for Antonio.
Shy. Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that: You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house : you take my life, When
you do take the means whereby I live.
Por. What mercy can you render him, Antonio ?
Ant. So please my lord the Duke, and all the court,
Duke. He shall do this; or else I do recant
Por. Art thou contented, Jew? What dost thou say?
Shy. I pray you, give me leave to go from hence;
Duke. Get thee gone, but do it. [Shylock crosses, R.
Duke. I am sorry that your leisure serves you not.
Exeunt Duke, Magnificoes, and Train, L. U. E.
Ant. And stand indebted, over and above, In love and service to you evermore.